Monday, October 18, 2010


Site of this week's happy hour.

Also site of my last supper with Dad.

I came to this realization today at work after I received the email invite and immediately managed to bum out everyone around me. Instantly I was transported back to that day. The last day I saw Dad, talked to him and gave him two hugs. They were up north snowmobile hunting and stopped by our house afterward. We decided to go eat and I'm not sure what brought us to Grumpys but there we sat for a nice family meal. I had grilled cheese and fries. When we were done eating, we returned to our house, checked out Dad's new snow mobile, compared it to Tys, then they packed up to head home before it got dark. After my second hug, we told them we loved them and they were gone. That was the last time I saw or spoke to Dad. It was the weekend before we got the call. Five days.

I will never forget that day. I will never forget the conversation Dad and I had, about work of course. I will always remember he commented on my hair. It was curly and red – almost back to natural. This made him smile. He had a great smile. Everyone says so. I will never forget the hugs. I thought it odd I got two. Now I'm forever grateful for the second. It's the one that sticks with me. Dad was a good hugger. There is nothing more secure and safe then a hug from a Dad. Nothing more comforting.

I'm not sure how I will do or what I will feel. I am sure, whatever happens, it will be right. He will be there and he will have a drink with me. Pretty sure he'll order Miller Lite.

God I miss him.


  1. What beautiful memories Kali! I am still without comforting words but I hope you know that I am here to listen!! ANNNDDDDDDD I'll bring taco dip! Love you! :)


  2. This one should have had the Kleenex warning!
    I'm so glad you got to see him then! I so regret not seeing him more!

  3. You are so right about your dads hugs...I remember wedding...your wedding...when I got a Mark hug you knew it. I just wish I could be there with you to give you a hug!

  4. Last night I had a dream that Mark called me, but I couldn't hear anything after he said hello because all I could hear was power tools. He and Dad must be building something big upstairs!

  5. I get it. Reached for the phone to call Dad the other night to just g'night. As soon as I started to dial, I remembered. Different Dads. Same great huggers.
    I love you, cousin.

  6. So how did Happy Hour go, Kali? I hope it was OK.

  7. Brenda - Great dream! As for Happy Hour… it went. We sat on the opposite side of the restaurant so my memory wasn't right next to me which helped. It was bittersweet. I had a good time but will always remember Grumpys for another reason.



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